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Yeah, check it.It's my life.It's my life.I can't go every day with being sober.It gets kind of hard trying to copewith this devil on my shoulder.(Belbian?) some sodalike well I'm getting closerto either heaven or hellevery second I get older.Till I'm dead or in a coma,I'ma live life likewell,it ain't over till it's overyou're supposed to live every day like it was your last.But that and itself is a really hard conceptfor me to grasp.'Cause if this was my last 24I'd probably spend at least 3 or 4praying to God for 20 more.I'm lookin' in the mirrorat the man in front of me,Letras de cancioneslike I know everybody goesbut I'm 23. That's why I come off as wrecklessrespect itI'm getting my moneys worth every second.I'm less than perfect,but so are you. So who are you to judge me? I don't judge you.Yeah.(I'm not sober all the timeand you bring me down,at least you try.But do we see this sidetill I I don't want you.)[x2]What's life?Fuck life.Yo I'm telling you what.I'm a nineteen year oldrebellious fuck. Living each day like the next I might not wake up.That's why I always stay puffin' a bluntwith a full cup.Poppin' pills out the bottletill it's hollow. I'm going to helland y'all are more than welcome to follow.And if I'm not here tomorrowlight an L in my memory.Pour out some hennessy.Fuck it,just remember me.Gotta know I made a markon the short time I'm on Earth,since birth,I've been spittin' it proving my fucking worth.And for what?I try to give a fuckbut I can'tcause it sucks to be mebut I am who I amand I am just a manwho will stand with his handsin front of him;Just waiting for some shit to hit the fanand I cannot stop.Music fuels my every movementand drug abusing helps bring creativity to my music.I may not be into a realitybut my music is sickand I'm so high that I defy gravity.So fuck being sober,live life and enjoy it.Yeah, 'cause soon enough the ride will be over.(I'm not sober all the timeand you bring me down,at least you try.But do we see this sidetill I I don't want you.)[x2] From Letras Mania